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Die With a Smile: Chan x Male!Reader

Pairing: Chan x Male!Reader

Word Count: 7k

Genre: Smut, fluff | AU: idolverse, ninth member au

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: An unpleasant encounter becomes a show of affection and a near confession from Chan. Have two finally become one? / 'I'd wanna hold you just for a while, and die with a smile. If the world was ending, I'd wanna be next to you' "Die With a Smile" by Bruno Mars, Lady Gaga

Disclaimer: These works are completely fictitious and for entertainment purposes only. They are not meant to reflect or label the members of Stray Kids in any way. The events within never took place. Thank you.

Tags: polyamory, polycule, homophobia, mentions of homophobia, chan being the protective leader he is, peek at angry chan, anal fingering, anal sex, rimming, 69-position, shower foreplay, shower stuff, dom/sub undertones, pet names (baby, good boy), creampie, multiple sex rounds, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cum eating, spanking.

Tags: @james-is-here @onementally-unstabel-kid @omg-lexiloveyou @drinkingrumandcocacola @disverseinterests @oreoqueen @succubus-hansol @belladonna6-6-6-6-6 @channiesbum

Here's What You Missed on Newbie!

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A day with Chan. You couldn’t believe your luck. You loved hanging out with all the members, but the leader carried a special place in your heart. The both of you talked about everything and anything. You found yourself telling him things you never dared to tell anyone else; he did the same in return. In an industry where you had to wear masks, it felt nice having someone to be fully honest with. You could be who you truly are with him, and never worried about what happened afterwards. You always made up excuses to be around him: pretending you’d asked someone else to hang but they’d been busy; that you wanted to show him a melody you’d worked on or look over lyrics for his opinion; that you simply wished for his company over anyone in the world.

Yet, the most frustrating thing lately has been his hesitation. While everyone else jumped on you the moment they could, Chan kept a tight hold on himself. No matter how many times you made it clear you wanted him, he promised ‘later, YNie’. You couldn’t stop yourself from thinking of him late at night, when you tossed and turned in bed and sleep evaded you. You pictured his strong, hard body on top of yours, hips spreading your thighs as he kissed you. Even though you had hot, kinky sex with the other members, you wanted Chan to be special. You knew he’d make it passionate and gentle. You knew you’d spend ages exploring his body, kissing the most sensitive spots and caressing his lean muscles. He’d do the same to you, holding you so close your bodies stayed melted together.

You wished he’d at least kiss you.

“-So, I told him we could work on it tomorrow,” he told you as he finished his last set. “Changbin always shows me stuff late at night when neither of us can sleep. He says he gets inspired at night.”

“I know how he feels,” you said, taking his place on the bench. “I started working on this ballad the other night that I’ve been meaning to show you.”

“A ballad?” he asked, spotting you by holding the bar with two fingers.

“Yeah, I guess I was in a sentimental mood last night and it inspired me.” You wouldn’t say that you’d been looking at pictures of you both on a walk around the city. “I can show it to you later. I really want to see what you think.”

He helped you with the bar a few times. You’d gotten better at working out since you became Changbin’s gym buddy. Stays liked the muscles you’d developed, and, yes, you hoped Chan might notice you. When you ended your set, you thought of going to work on your legs when Chan got up close to you. No product in his hair, his natural curls were pushed back from his face with a cap so they stuck out the back. Without makeup, you got to see the bare beauty up close. You admired the shape of his full lips, the size of his nose and how his eyes sparkled like they carried galaxies in them. You saw his unblemished skin, and sharp jawline. How could one person carry all the beauty in the world in them?

“Hey,” he said, almost low enough that it stayed between both of you, “I was wondering if, um, you know…” he pursed his lips and looked away shyly, “If you wanted to, maybe, if you wanted and it’s totally okay if you don’t…”

“Hyung?” Was it happening?

“If you wanted to go out with me tonight, maybe?” he asked with a grimace, afraid of what you might say. “Not as friends?”

“Like, a real date?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “If you don’t want to, it’s cool. We can stay friends. I just thought…you know, we’ve been hanging out a lot since you joined our group and I really like being around you, so I thought you might want to go on a real date with me? Like I said-”

“-Yes,” you cut him off, unable to stop your hammering heart. “I’d really like that.”

“You would?” he said, surprised and hopeful.

“Yeah,” you laughed, nodding. “I thought I was going to have to ask you, since I’ve sort of been waiting for you.”

He laughed embarrassed, “Oh, wow. I guess all the flirting and teasing should’ve been a giveaway, huh?”

“It was a bit of one, but,” you added quickly, “We don’t have to do that. I don’t expect it when we are alone together. I like being with you outside of, you know, sex stuff.”

“But, you do want to, right?”

“Channie-hyung,” you said, “Look at you. Of course, I do.”

“Good to know,” he smirked, bringing you even closer. “Changbin told me you guys did it here the other day.”

“It’s not my fault he can’t keep his hands to himself,” you defended with a smile. You too thought about Changbin’s strong hands on your hips as he bent you over the bench press last week. “It’d been quick, but so good.”

“As hot as that sounds you really shouldn’t do that here,” he cautioned. “Someone could have seen you guys.”

“That’s the point of public sex, hyung.”

“I mean, someone could film it and out you two. While I do like thinking of you getting slammed by Changbin,” he said, fixing the strap of your tank top, “Just be more careful where you do it, okay?”

“Of course, hyung.”

He gave your chin a small pinch before pulling away. “I’ll go get my stuff from the locker room and we can go.”

“Sure,” you said, watching him leave for the locker room doors.

The moment the door closed, you jumped for joy. Faint squeals made it past your gritted teeth and butterflies soared in your stomach. A real date with Chan? It couldn’t be really happening. You didn’t care if nothing happened afterwards; just going out on an actual date with him got you one step closer to his heart. You picked up your stuff with shaky hands. You tried controlling the bubbling nerves, but visions of your date kept coming at you. Yet, this light was snuffed out when a voice came from behind you.

“So, the company hasn’t gotten rid of you yet, Park?”

Kim Beomgyu stood between the machines with two men on either side. You recognized them as Hyungshik and Daniel. Beomgyu looked just as large and intimidating as the last time you’d seen him. Standing a few inches taller than you, he’d spent ages developing his buff body. Fans of theirs called him the muscle pig, since he worked out and ate so much. Every butterfly in your stomach died seeing him so close. Your palms became sweaty, and you suddenly want to run. Remembering your last encounter, you didn’t want to go through it a second time.

“No,” you said, trying to keep up a face of courage. “You see that I’m here, right?”

“I’m surprised you didn’t leave on your own,” he said, coming closer to you. “I thought the ass kicking I gave you made it clear: Nobody wants you here.” He gave you a light shove, and your heart dropped into your stomach.

“I don’t know if you noticed, hyung,” you said, putting spite into your voice, “But they put me in one of the most popular kpop groups in the world. When was the last time Zero won anything? Oh, that’s right. You haven’t because your music is shit and your dancing is awful.”

The three of them laughed, “That’s the best you can do? So what if you’re a Stray Kid? I can still beat your ass,” he shoved you again. “This is a No-Fairy Zone. You better go before I enforce it.”

“They seem to have an open door policy on assholes, though.”

Chan appeared from behind you, immediately getting between you and Beomgyu. You saw the tongue-in-cheek sign of anger Chan exhibited sometimes. His body became tense, and he stared right at Beomgyu.

‘Oh, you poor dumb bastard…’

“You’re actually defending this fairy, Bahng?” Beomgyu asked in disbelief. “What? Are you his boyfriend or something?”

“He’s one of my members. I take care of my members, unlike you.” He stepped up to him, “I suggest you and your lapdogs go to the other side of the gym and pretend you never saw us.”

“Or what? You’ll sprinkle your fairy dust on me?”

“No, your nose will start bleeding.”

“What?”

“Because that’s where my fist is going to land if you keep insulting YN. You made your point: you’re a self-hating gay man who can’t confront his sexuality. We get it. You're attracted to YN and you can't help it so you get angry. Denial is natural in the beginning stages.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Beomgyu said, though not as confident as before.

“I saw how you kept looking at YN when we were at MAMA,” he said. “You were practically undressing him with your eyes. Is that why you beat him up the first time? Did you get so upset over it that you took it out on him?” He got in Beomgyu’s face, “Did he get you so hard you almost hated him for it?”

“You’re a liar. I ain’t no fucking f-”

“-Sure, keep telling yourself that. You might believe it one day. YN-yah, let’s go. Now.”

You snatched up your phone and quickly followed Chan out of the gym. Neither of you spoke on your way to the parking lot. Chan’s anger seemed to vibrate through him and kept you away. He even ticked his head to one side like he did when he disapproved or was angry about something. You saw his knuckles whiten around the handle of his duffle bag. Every Stray Kid member knew not to talk to him when he was upset. Once in the car, you kept quiet as Chan made to start the car. But, then he didn’t.

“Don’t tell the members what happened,” he said, voice still steely. “Changbin-ah would go after him if he knew, and Minho-yah would be right behind him. I don’t want a bad light put on us.”

“You said you would hit him…”

“If I had to, but I would’ve preferred not to do that. Beomgyu’s a bitch and he would’ve cried to the company if I’d hit him.” He looked over at you, “Don’t tell them, okay? Promise me you won’t.”

“I won’t.”

“Not even Hyunjin or Felix. Nobody.”

“Nobody,” you nodded.

He started the car and began driving. You didn't utter a word to him the entire ride. His anger kept an invisible barrier between the two of you. You knew his anger remained directed at Beomgyu, but the air felt too tense to speak.

He brought you to his dorm instead of yours. You guessed Changbin and Jisung weren't home when you walked in to find a quiet apartment. Chan walked over to their open floor kitchen, grabbing a beer and popping it open. You stared at him for a moment, unable to focus on anything but him.

You couldn’t recall someone defending you before. The Zero members sort of kept away whenever Beomgyu started going at you. Friends of yours didn’t know how to react when it happened, and your parents would rather let it happen than risk a scandal. You thought you might cry, remembering how he’d immediately shielded you from Beomgyu and threatened to hurt him if he kept going.

“Nobody’s ever done that for me,” you said quietly. “Not once.”

“I’ll do it as many times as I need to,” he said, taking another gulp of his drink. “I care about you, YNie.”

“You do?” You came up to him, your body aching to be closer. Beomgyu’s taunting eyes and hurtful words stuck themselves in your head. You saw his lean arms and wanted to be in them. Only there did you feel truly safe. “Really?”

“Of course,” he said, surprised by your question.

You stopped inches away from him. “Is that why you were so touchy with me at MAMA this year?’ you asked, thinking about your first major performance with Stray Kids. “You knew he was watching me?”

You hadn’t thought much of it at the time. But, now that you did, Chan had been a bit more flirty and affectionate than normal. Your skin still prickled remembering his hands on the exposed parts of your outfit, the flirty comments he made in your ear and how cute he acted towards you. A part of you thought he’d done it to distract you from your old group, but now you realize it was to keep Beomgyu away…or make him jealous. Even Changbin said he was pushing the boundaries. Chan gave a small smirk at your question.

“At first, I thought he wanted to get you alone so he could bully you,” he admitted, “But then he kept checking you out. We were in the waiting area with everyone else, and I noticed he was looking in your direction a lot. I’ve seen enough leering to know when someone wants to fuck,” he chuckled. “Then, his aggression towards you suddenly made sense to me. He’s gay too, and just doesn’t want to admit it to himself. Having someone around who he knew was gay I guess sort of sparked this self-loathing. He took it out on you because you make him feel stuff he thinks he isn’t allowed to feel.” He put down his drink and cupped your cheek. “But, it works out for me.”

“How?”

“Less competition.”

For months, you’d pictured Chan passionately kissing you, whether during sex or not. His lips, warm and soft, felt better than any pair you’d kissed before. Your heart blossomed and every ounce of yearning came out in your kiss. He kept you in place by the cheek and the back of your neck, and your hand naturally fell on his chest. You wanted him to know how you felt without words. Words meant nothing, but kisses meant everything. You moved closer for him to deepen the kiss, wet tongues touching one another as he groaned softly in your mouth. Even when you broke apart, you both shared soft, brief kisses before diving back in for another deep, passionate one.

“Perfect,” he breathed when you broke apart, “Better than I imagined.”

“So much better,” you agreed, kissing him again.

Lips finding yours again, his hands slid your shirt up over your head. You returned the favor, slipping underneath the muscle shirt and peeling it off his toned body. Since joining, you’d seen Chan shirtless a fair share of times but not this close. You saw every definition, unable to stop yourself from tracing them up to his chest before removing his shirt completely. His hands went around your waist to your back, not moving down but instead up to the backs of your shoulders. This forced you closer to him, your body pressing up against his like it was made to be. He was intoxicating. This sudden freedom to touch him left you eager to feel every part your hands could reach. For once in your life, you became one with another person. This did not have the shallow, lustful hunger you experienced so often. Something deeper hid behind the veil and slowly made its way up your stomach. Reaching up into his soft, dark curls, you gave them a light tug to keep him steady as you tilted your head to one side.

He guided you through the apartment to their bathroom, excitement building up in your gut. Once inside, he pressed you to the counter and continued kissing you. Every vein in your body pumped blood straight to your center, where Chan’s thigh brushed into you. The gentle touch impacted you, but not as it usually did. Only made you want more of him. One hand kept you balanced, while the other roamed your body. Besides your nipples, his thumb rolled around the dip of your hips close to the v-line; the fingers tenderly caressed your stomach and the sternum of your chest to your neck again. Hand wrapped around your throat, he didn’t squeeze. He simply held you like that as his other hand worked on removing the rest of your clothes. Chan groaned when you started doing the same back. You hadn’t seen his dick since that first night, and you wanted to see it again.

Chan only broke away from you to turn on the shower, and your eyes raked over his nude body. They focused on the semi-hard cock between his thighs. The others had been right: you’re both roughly the same size. You couldn’t wait to have it in you. The water deemed good enough, Chan and you giggled as he brought you back into his arms underneath the shower head. Things became more slippery when the body wash came out. The sliding of his skin and hands on you sent more blood to your core. You grew more excited when he pressed your back to his chest, and worked his way past your hips.

“Chan-”

“-We have to make sure you’re clean everywhere, baby.”

A faint whine escaped you when both his hands reached your hardening length. He didn’t touch it right away. Chan focused on the areas around it. He crouched to lay gentle kisses on your ass cheeks while he rubbed the citrus lather on your thighs and legs. You shivered, and weakened when his ass grabbed both buttocks tenderly.

“When was the last time anyone touched this, hm?” he asked, kissing up your back and sucking the fleshier part of your neck.

“Changbin.”

“And now I get to. Oh, oops,” he said coyly when his hand slipped between your cheeks briefly. “Sorry, YNie,” three fingers rubbed against your ass hole and you leaned forward as it weakened you, “I didn’t mean to. The soap is so slippery,” he rolled his fingers in circles, “And your ass is so round and full. It just happened.”

His hand went further down to where your ass and balls met. You spread your legs out of habit to give him more access. “I only want to be thorough with you,” he said as he kissed along your shoulders, sucking and nibbling them occasionally.

“You’re so good to me, hyung,” you whimpered as he rolled your balls in his hand. “You always take such good care of me.”

“Of course I do,” he replied, letting go of them to bring you back in his arms. Your cock sticking straight out, it became sensitive to his touch. “You mean so much to me.” He paused at your shoulder, lips pressed to the crook of your neck. You sensed the words in the silence, “Is it crazy to say I felt that way before we even met?”

“What?” The butterflies in your stomach suddenly went wild.

“I followed you on Instagram and Tiktok before you joined, and, um, I kind of…”

“Yeah?”

“I planned on telling you this later,” he said, forehead on your shoulder and hands nowhere near your dick, “You know, when we’re not naked and hard in the shower but, um, you know, I really like you…Like a lot more than band members or friends…”

“Me too.”

Nothing else was said. A soapy hand started gliding up and down your shaft slowly, giving gentle squeezes to the tip between his fingers. “My sweet boy,” he continued, kissing your neck, “You’re my sweet boy. Aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am,” you grinned, giggling softly when he kept kissing close to your ear.

“You’ll be good for your leader?”

“Yes, Leader-nim.”

“That’s my boy.”

He turned your head to deeply kiss you. You moaned into his lips as he pumped only your tip, squeezing and rolling around it until you squirmed in his arms. Grabbing his other hand, you put it to your throat again and he knew what you wanted. He kept you in place by your neck as he played with the head of your dick.

“I’m not going to do anything particularly kinky, but if I do something you don’t like,” he said, “Just say ‘cherry’ and I’ll stop, okay?”

“Okay,” you nodded as best you could.

“What’s our safe word?”

“Cherry.”

“Good boy.”

Then, it was your turn to wash him. Turning around in his arms, you instantly felt his dick poke yours. He gave a low hum when they brushed lightly over, and he brought you closer. You felt down the broad shoulders and vascular arms, tracing the natural veins that sometimes came out, before reaching his waistline. Chan’s breathing grew heavier when you passed over his stomach and chest again. His eyes stayed on your lips, eager to kiss them before he brought you to him by the back of your neck. You grew hard simply touching him. The both of you stood there under the water, fondling and exploring one another as you should. It felt natural. No rush to the bed. No hurry to get anywhere. You felt content simply touching and kissing. Even as your arousal grew, you did not want to end it so quickly.

“I should've done this sooner,” he said between kisses as you towel dried one another. “I've clearly been missing out on your cure-all ass.”

“My cure-all ass?” you laughed in disbelief. “Which of them said this?”

“Changbin,�� he chuckled, kissing you. “He swears your ass makes his problems go away.”

Both of you laughed, “Hyunjin says my dick is ‘life-changing’. I don't know where it comes from. It's…alright.”

“I don't know,” he reached down between you and grabbed your erection, “I'm looking at it now and seeing a whole new perspective on life.”

You held back your laughter until it spilled over. “Maybe you should try it for yourself sometime,” you said, stroking him back, “I’m always down to help my leader better himself.”

“Another time,” he replied, dropping the towel and leading you out of the bathroom. “I’ve been looking at this all day,” he squeezed your ass until you squeaked and giggled, “And I can’t wait anymore.”

“I can’t either.”

He gave you several kisses on the way to his bedroom. On his bed, you barely took in anything else around you. Chan suddenly became your entire world, and you didn’t want to leave just yet. He laid on top of you, gently spreading your thighs as he kissed you again. Fresh from your shower, you took in the pine-scented body wash and the smoothness of his skin. His muscles were in a more relaxed state, becoming softer against your fingers.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said as he peppered kisses across your jawline. “So, so beautiful.”

“You too,” you breathed, wrapping yourself around him to keep him close. “Just when I think I've gotten used to it, you come around the corner and blow me away again.” The confession poured from you, eyes closing to savor his lips moving further down your body. “You make me feel safe…I don’t worry about things because I know you’re there to take care of me. I feel better after I’ve been around you…I’ve wanted this since we first met. I’ve wanted you, Channie. Please…” you breathed the last word, your hands sliding into his dark curls as he reached your hardon, “Don’t make me wait anymore. Please…”

“I won’t, baby,” he promised, kissing down your length to your balls. “We’re both going to get,” he moved to your inner thighs and lifted them by the knees, “Exactly what we want.” He reached up to one knee, massaging the backs of them, and said, “You’ve become such a special person to me. I’ll always take care of you…” He kissed back down to your center, “In any way I can.”

You twitched when his mouth encompassed the tip. Still holding onto your knees, he sunk his mouth inch by inch onto your dick. You looked down to see his shoulder and back muscles flexing in this position, the veins in his arms more noticeable in the slight strain to be propped upwards. It resembled every fantasy you’ve ever had about him. Your entire body electrified each time he reached the base and softly hummed around you. His full lips sucked you lightly, and you felt his tongue sliding against the veins of your dick. When you saw his hips grinding into the bed, the request slipped from your lips.

“Let me suck you too.”

Chan didn’t question it. He laid back on the bed and let you position yourself on top of him. Every urge inside you screamed to fuck his mouth, but you refused to ruin the moment with hastiness. Grabbing onto one another, you both continued. A bit thicker than some of the others, you took a moment to adjust to his size. The combination of finally having him filling your mouth and you filling his created muffled whimpering. Neither of you took the other one out completely. You didn’t want the sensation to end. Chan only elevated it when his hands grasped your ass cheeks. You squirmed on top of you when you felt him begin tenderly squeezing them, thumbs grazing the hole. When you felt him begin guiding you on his face, you carefully started sliding in and out of his mouth on your own. You let him do the same, staying completely still for his dick to penetrate your mouth. Still not rough or quick, he sucked harder when you withdrew and only licked the tip when you hung it over him and sunk back inside. You groaned at the dick stuffing your face. The taste of him dragged across your tongue, turning into a salty drool that you slurped and licked up whenever he pulled out.

Two fingers rolled around your ass hole again, and Chan let out a muffled chuckle when you trembled. “Sit on my face, baby,” he said between breaths, “Let me tongue fuck you.”

With a bit of maneuvering, you planted your bottom right on his face as requested. You didn’t regret it at all. Chan kept them open, he swiped his tongue over and around you as it tickled your insides. You continued stroking the wet cock in front of you, occasionally bending down to lick up the beads of precum. He was incredibly hard. Hard enough that it stood on its own when you let go and only used your mouth. Chan didn’t stop you from grinding into his face; he actually encouraged it once his tongue snaked inside. When you managed to stay still, he wriggled and whirled his tongue between your clenched walls and shoved as deep as he could. Not enough to make you cum right away, but it was enough to stroke him faster and harder.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned when he removed his tongue to give teasing licks, “Fuck, baby, like that. Jerk me off like that.”

Chan’s hips bucked upwards and his muscles tensed as you squeezed and jerked him. Even if your arm burned, you kept the pace just for him. His dick pulsated and throbbed in your hand, and you knew he was close by the curling toes and the grip of your ass. Then, you stopped which made him grunt inside you.

“Please, don’t cum yet,” you said in your smallest, sweetest voice. “I want cum with you.”

“I can hold it,” he assured you, “Don’t you worry about that. Keep sucking my dick,” he ordered, “I want to fuck your pretty throat just like you’ve wanted.”

Holding the back of your neck with one hand, Chan kept you in place and started thrusting his hips upwards. You never felt such satisfaction before. You kept your mouth wide open so he heard the gagging sounds and felt your drool dripping down his length. Streams of curses mixed with your name as he let go of his restraint. He said everything you’d always pictured him saying.

“Such a good boy…taking your leader’s cock so well and letting him use you like this…Fuck, YN…”

“I only want to make you happy, Leader-nim,” you breathed when he pulled out, taking hold of him to tap him on your face and lips. “You do so much for us and you're so good to me. I want to make you feel good.”

“Oh?”

You yelped and giggled when he rolled you over, this time being on top. Settling himself over you facing forward, Chan dug into your mouth at a new angle. You held onto his thighs, nails softly digging into the firm muscles as he started rocking back and forth. He never took his eyes off you, almost as if entranced by the sight of your lips firmly sucking his cock. Chan barely let you breathe. He’d withdraw, smear more precum and spit over your lips as you panted, then plunged right back in. You whined when he finally pulled away from you.

“Don’t worry, baby,” he bent to lightly kiss you, “You’re getting something better. Just stay still for me, alright?”

He grinned when you nodded, pecking your cheek and reaching over to the headboard behind him. Hidden behind pillows was a bottle of lubricant, which he popped open and spread a generous amount on his length. Chan stroked himself over you, admiring your naked body and hard cock for a moment before pressing to your entrance. You held your legs up by the knees to expose yourself, giving your body over to him completely.

“I’ll start off slow,” he said in a shaky breath as he rolled himself around you, “And you tell me when you want me to go faster. Okay?”

“Okay.”

The both of you laughed and shared another kiss, regardless of where your mouths had been. He took advantage of the moment and pushed the tip gently into you. Chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, your grip tightened under your knees as a second inch went inside. You finally felt the full girth of him, a slight burning coming with each thrust, but it felt good. Your cock throbbed between your legs, precum leaking onto your stomach and you reached down to touch yourself. Chan didn’t stop you. He was too focused on what was going on between you. You whined between pursed lips, eyes pleading with him to finally fill you, and stroked yourself slowly. When he finally reached the base, you saw the restraint in him threatening to break. Being full of him, his tip easily pushed to your g-spot and you thought you might cum right then. A flood of pleasure burst open once your body understood what was happening.

“Keep touching yourself for me,” he said in your ear, rocking languidly into you. He hardly pulled out, only going an inch or two, “I love watching you do it.”

“Then I’ll-I’ll do it for you whenever you want,” you promised, head tilting back when he went particularly deep.

Chan kept the same gradual speed while you attempted to keep in time with it. When he knelt up, eyes still focused on your body, you couldn’t help admiring him back. A faint pink tinge going from cheeks to neck, messy curls hanging over his face, and swollen lips parted in his moans, you wanted to capture the moment forever. The image alone had you jerking a bit faster, squeezing your head until strings of precum came out.

"Go faster,” you finally whimpered after a time. “Please, Leader-nim.”

“Like this?” He started at a medium, shallow pace.

“Mm, faster. Fucking pound my ass, please. Please, I want it-Oh god!”

Pulling you closer by your knees, legs to his shoulders, Chan finally gave you what you both wanted. His bed lightly tapping the wall behind him, both your moans and groans mixed together in the still air. When he leaned back, held up by his arms, Chan entered in a new angle that drove you insane. You kept jerking off in front of him, knowing you were close to orgasming, and he knew it too.

“You can cum, baby,” he assured you, pushing his hips into yours, “I want to see you cum for me.”

“I want you to cum too,” you whined, your body slowly becoming more sensitive and quaking. “Please, Leader-nim, cum with me. Cum inside me, on me, however you want.”

“Then make me cum.”

You sat up and settled onto his lap. Chan sat with his legs outstretched, holding you by the hips as he cradled you. Sitting on it, you saw stars with him fully inside you. The both of you locked together, you pumped your fist over your cock while working Chan in time with it. Chan stared down to the scene below, just holding and watching as his own orgasm slowly approached. He’d been wanting to cum for a while, but withheld it to let you enjoy him. Now, he got to witness your climax up close.

“Go on,” he encouraged you, pinching your nipple for extra pleasure, “Make me cum. You want it so bad, then do it.”

“Oh god, Chan,” you moaned in a shaky breath, “Chan, Channie-hyung, fuck, oh my god.”

With a final push, both orgasms finally burst through. Hard and fast, they hit each of you like a freight train. Neither of you cared how loud or desperate you became. Your cum spilled over your fingers and squirted onto Chan’s stomach while his shot into the deepest part of you. Yet, even as you came down, it didn’t feel like enough. You’d wanted this for so long, and you needed more. Chan did not even have to ask. As his body started relaxing, he pulled you off him and onto your front. You didn’t object as he sandwiched his cock between your ass cheeks, enjoying the overstimulation that kept him from softening.

“You’re going to cum again for me,” he said, hand around your throat and lips pressed to your ear, “And again and again until I’m satisfied. I don’t care how long we’re here or how long it takes you.” He started with the same slow speed, “I’m loving this way too much to stop now.”

“Yes,” you breathed, face half-buried in his sheets, “I don’t want to stop either.”

“That’s my boy,” he smirked, kissing the edge of your ear before sliding his tip over your hole. “Just relax for me,” he kissed the back of your shoulder, “And let me enjoy touching you.”

He lifted one leg up and reached around to stroke your sensitive cock. You shifted from the slight sparks his fist created, hands clawing around the sheets as you stayed still underneath him. He whispered more tender, filthy things in your ear while he steadily worked you to a full erection again. You still couldn’t believe this was happening. His hard body pressed on top of yours felt unreal. His arm snaked between the crevasse of hip and thigh, gingerly fondling you was only a dream. You whined and moaned each time he touched a particularly sensitive spot, pushing for friction and just to hear him hum in your ear.

“This can’t really be real” you giggled, twitching when his thumb rolled around your tip. “I’m gonna wake up from a nap or something with a huge hard on and realize this isn't real.”

“I hope it’s real,” he replied, giving it a few gentle strokes as it grew in his hand. “Because I think I’d die if I woke up right now.”

“Then let's not wake up,” you turned your head enough to kiss him briefly, earning more on your cheek and jawline. “Don’t let me wake up.”

“I won’t even let you sleep,” he said, a smirk in his voice as he pushed himself back inside you. “We’re not stopping until we’re completely empty,” he gave a slightly deeper push, “And I think we’re far from that right now.”

When he slipped back inside, he did so at a sideways angle, keeping you pinned by a hand to your back as he charged. You saw stars once again, moaning into the sheets and gripping them tightly. Shaking and trembling, the friction of the sheets on your cock and Chan’s tip pushing directly onto your g-spot brought on bursts of sensitivity. You suddenly felt every point of pleasure you could. His weight kept you from meeting his hips, and this restraint aroused you more.

“God, you’re taking my dick so well,” he groaned in a low voice, withdrawing and pushing back in several times. “It’s like this ass was made for me.”

“And that your dick was made for me.”

He chuckled through his teeth, hand going to your hair and grabbing a fistful of it. Chan stayed in that position a few minutes before pulling out completely. With a muttered ‘ride me’, you pushed him onto his back near the pillows and straddled him. You didn’t waste time.

“That’s it,” he groaned, arms behind his head as he let you take control. “Throw it back just like that.”

Holding him down by his arms, you grinded and bounced on the dick swelling inside you. He felt too good. How could one person feel so good? You gripped his muscled arms, clenched your ass tightly. Your thighs started to burn by the time the both of you began shivering again. Soon, you milked a second orgasm out of him. He came in hard, shaking, panting breaths. He feverishly pushed up to you, causing your eyes to roll back each time.

“Breed me, Leader-nim,” you groaned, clawing at his arms and mouth hanging open. “Fucking breed me, please. I want to be full of you…so fucking full…”

Chan made his last few thrusts deep, shooting as far as he could and becoming more sensitive as you kept going. The obscene sounds of his wet cock plunging into your full bottom brought you to orgasm all on its own. Your entire body tightened, nearly suffocating and blinding you in a shattering climax. When you finally came down, neither of you really stopped. Your body became too used to your position, so you only grinded on him as you bent down for a deep kiss. Chan remained inside even when he rolled you onto your sides. Wrapped around each other, you enjoyed the feeling of him simply planted there by the hilt. His lips went anywhere they could reach while your hands explored his body once more, memorizing trails and lines on him.

“Let’s stay here tonight,” he said, kissing you softly. “I don’t want to be anywhere else but here right now.”

“Me either,” you agreed, eyes closed to take in his lips on your neck. “It feels right.”

“What does?”

“Being here with you,” you ran a hand up his neck to his hair, guiding him back to your lips. “It just feels right.”

“Oh yeah?” He gave a few pushes that produced a whine from you, “This does?”

“Yes,” you whispered.

You whimpered when he withdrew and rolled you onto your front once more. Easily, he dragged you down the bed to the edge where he crouched down. Relaxing on to bed, you only hummed as he licked up the mess he’d left. He didn’t object when you idly played with yourself at the same time, enjoying the overstimulation coursing from both ends. When bits of drool fell onto your shaft, you used it as lube to slicken your hand.

“This feels right too?” he asked between licks, sticking two fingers through your exposed hole.

“Yes,” you breathed, wriggling and pushing into his hand until he held you down by your ass cheeks. You moaned when he slapped each cheek a few times, grabbing them hard and burying his fingers in your ass once more. “Maybe it was a bad thing for me to send those group chat videos.”

“Why, baby?”

“Because now you know every…every weakness…”

“Or maybe we just like the same things,” he suggested, flicking his tongue over your balls and sucking them while you jerk yourself off. “Maybe you’re not the only pervert in this group, hm? Maybe I’m just as bad as you?” He smacked your ass just to hear you moan again, “Ever thought of that?” He slapped it one more time. “Huh?”

“God, I hope that’s true,” you laughed. The slight stinging added to the fire kindling inside you again. “I feel so embarrassed when I think about how much I want to be fucked every day.”

“I do too,” he said, kissing your ass one more time before standing. He squeezed your cheeks together to sandwich his dick between them. The light grazes matched your strokes, and you wriggled at the sensation. “It’s all I think about,” he admitted, groaning when his tip nearly slipped into your ass, “Especially with you around. I have to stand in our dressing room, watching you get undressed and can’t stop thinking about fucking you into the nearest wall.”

“Channie…”

“Or see you in the booth and think about bending you over a stool and recording your moans…”

“Please,” you moaned, “Do it. Do it all. Whenever you want. Please,” you moved his hands and held your cheeks apart, “Pretty please?”

You got your answer in another swift motion. Too worn out to stop him, you knelt there as Chan pulled you onto him. The idea of being Chan’s personal sex toy sounded too good to be true. You wanted so much more from him than that, but you’d be lying if you said that wouldn’t be a perk. Your third orgasm wasn’t as hard as the first two, though you found yourself pushing back to meet Chan’s hard, fast thrusts. He shot his third load over your ass, painting your cheeks with thin, clear streams and droplets of cum as he finished.

Your bodies nearly jelly, the two of you laid on his bed in complete bliss. The most you both could do is light kisses and whispered words of love. You never felt more comfortable with a lover before. Albeit, your last partner was years ago and you’ve done nothing with anyone since, but it still felt real. Juhwan might’ve been your first love, yet you felt Chan becoming the real one. You couldn’t imagine anyone else in his place; not even the other members. Not really. You knew what they meant now as you admired Chan, listening to him talk about how he ended up getting his special neck pillow.

Only a gentle knock on the door alerted you to the outside world. Changbin’s voice came through the door as he said, “You guys hungry? Han’s ordering chicken.”

“What do you think?” Chan asked you, holding you from behind under his covers as a movie played on his television. You'd both cleaned off as much as you could in your worn out state and cuddled together in his bed.

“Chicken sounds good.”

“Sure!” he called back to Changbin.

Changbin remained strangely quiet, then he opened the door a crack. Poking his head in, he took in the scene of you both, then said, “If you guys aren’t too tired later, Han and I-”

“-No!” Chan laughed, grabbing a balled up paper to toss at him.

This made Changbin laugh and close the door. Nuzzling your neck, Chan suggested you both clean up properly before dinner. Yet, you had no desire to move.

“We need to, baby,” he chuckled, face buried in your hair. “As nice as it is, we can’t stay like this.”

“Says who?” you challenged playfully, pulling both his arms around you so he stayed close.

“Says me,” he replied. “Come on,” he groaned as he detangled himself from you. “Shower time.”

“We took a shower,” you pouted, reaching for his hand. Lord, he was gorgeous like this. “Stay.”

“You need another,” he insisted, bending to kiss you.

“Hmph, fine,” you said, still pouting and getting off the bed. “But we’re coming right back,” you put your arms around his middle, “For more cuddles.”

“I wouldn’t want to do anything else…” he then quickly added, “Except maybe another round or two before we pass out completely.”

The both of you laughed as he led you out of the bedroom. If the world ended right then, you’d leave it happy.

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A/N: yaaaaay it finally happened!! Now that these two idiots are slowly coming together (wink), let's see how things develop! Thanks for reading <3 reblog and like please <3

#ugh this entire series is so good i really recommend it #az.reblog

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astran4you · 9 months ago

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i have heard your pleas, i shall post the yeonjun fic as soon as i finish it :))

#az.chat #kpop x male reader #kpop smut #txt smut #txt x male reader

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astran4you · 9 months ago

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then it's clear it's her fault 😌

obviously 🙄

#az.chat

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astran4you · 9 months ago

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So I did the TikTok thing where you type men into your search bar and see what it shows you and I don't think I can explain myself

(I swear I am normal sometimes)

oh!!!

mine looks like that too...

BUT ITS BECAUSE OF THE STUFF ADEL SENDS ME

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astran4you · 9 months ago

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hey guys! i have a few ideas that have been bouncing around in my head so please tell me which one you want first

#kpop smut #kpop x male reader #ateez smut #ateez x male reader #kpop x reader #ateez x reader #stray kids smut #stray kids x male reader #txt smut #txt x male reader #az.chat

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astran4you · 10 months ago

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ song mingi x male reader

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ boy pussy mingi

** ༉‧₊˚✧↳ smut, drabble

Imagine Mingi with a pussy, who's alway so whiny and needy. He tugs at your clothes constantly and looks up at you, pleading with his boba eyes for something, whether it's your fingers, mouth, or cock.

He always does it in public, trying to rile you up so you'll fuck that pretty cunt until he's seeing stars. He gets off on how you warn him when he grinds against your crotch or bends over particularly slowly. Eventually your patience snaps and you pull aside his panties to shove a finger or two in him to shut him up.

He's so whiny when you get home, just begging for more since you've been edging him for an hour. His eyes are teary as he gets on his knees and paws at your jeans, waiting for permission to wrap his plump lips around your cock. You grant it to him, and revel in the way his eyes light up and he gets your clothes off with practiced precision.

He's loud, gagging and whimpering in the ways only he can while you grab his hair and shove your dick down his throat. His pussy drips arousal as he grinds against your foot like a desperate puppy and eventually you pull him up because you can't take it anymore and you just need to breed him full of your cum.

notes!

wow it's been a while, oopsie daisy lol anyways i'm very busy so i'm probably going to fuck off into the sunset for two more months after posting this

#mingi x male reader #ateez x male reader #kpop x male reader #ateez smut #kpop smut #mingi x reader #ateez x reader #kpop x reader #az.write

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astran4you · 1 year ago

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ lee felix x male reader

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ idol!bottom!felix x boyfriend!top!reader

** ༉‧₊˚✧↳ smut, oneshot

warnings: felix is shorter than reader, blowjob, cum swallowing, semi public sex, unprotected sex, brief mention of fingering, minimal aftercare, binchan mention, hyunjin interrupts them briefly, i probably missed a few things

M/n loved watching Felix perform, it was one of his favorite things to do. He was such an amazing dancer and of course that deep voice made M/n a little dizzy. Thank God he was allowed to hang out backstage as long as he wasn’t in the way because he would have killed to be able to watch Felix like this.

It was so funny the way Felix could look so badass and make the fans melt with one look on stage but M/n could make him fall apart with a brush of his fingers in private. A thought appeared in the back of his mind as the boys started finishing up their set. Damn why did those stylists always have to do such a good job when dressing his boyfriend, it was driving him a little nuts and there was nothing he could do about it. M/n zoned back in when he realized the group was coming offstage.

M/n waited patiently for Felix as all the other members walked backstage chatting together. The shorter blond came off last and he immediately jumped into M/n’s arms after handing his mic to a crew member. M/n wrapped his hands around his waist, squeezing tightly as he pressed kisses into Felix’s hair. It smelled like strawberries and M/n knew he must have used his favorite shampoo on purpose this morning.

“Hi love,” M/n whispered, tipping Felix’s face up by his chin to kiss him on the lips.

“Someone’s happy to see me huh?” Felix grinned mischievously as he let his fingers travel farther down M/n’s body, grazing over his half hard dick. The taller boy felt his cheeks warm and he looked away in embarrassment. Felix chuckled and pulled M/n closer by the belt loops on his jeans knowing that it turned him on. “We can go to my dressing room for a bit,” he whispered, watching how M/n shivered at his words.

Felix looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them. He caught Bangchan’s eye and he only waved a hand, knowing he’d be a hypocrite if he discouraged them since he and Changbin fucked in a supply closet at the last concert. M/n took his boyfriend’s hand and let him lead him to his secluded dressing room.

“How’d you get a room in this quiet corner?” M/n asked.

“I can be pretty persistent. Maybe I was hoping to get fucked after the concert today,” Felix smiled innocently.

M/n raised his eyebrows and slipped his hands into the back pockets of Felix’s pants. “Were you now?” he said more quietly. Felix nodded quickly, kissing M/n’s jaw to prove his point. M/n moved his hands and placed them under Felix’s ass, lifting him easily. His legs wrapped around M/n’s waist and they looked into each other’s eyes. Felix stroked M/n’s cheek, leaning down slightly to capture his lips in a kiss that would never fail to create butterflies in their stomachs.

The kiss deepened, M/n’s tongue exploring Felix’s mouth and one of his hands going up his shirt while the other kept Felix supported. His head tipped back and he let out a breathy moan as M/n sucked on the sensitive spot between his neck and shoulder.

M/n gently laid Felix down on the couch in the room, kissing down his chest as he unbuttoned his shirt. Felix started to unbuckle his belt when he heard a knock. “Oh shit,” the blond whispered. “Get behind the door and don’t make a sound.”

“Fix your belt prince,” M/n said before moving out of view of the doorway. Felix fiddled with the thing around his waist and rushed to open the door.

“Hyunjin. Hi,” he said breathlessly.

“Minho said to tell you that you forgot to drop off your mic,” Hyunjin said, arms crossed against his chest.

Felix frowned and messed with the buttons on his shirt. “But I did. I handed it to Eunho.”

“Ugh, okay. He must have not told Jiwoo. I’ll let them know,” he mumbled while tying his hair back from his face. He started walking away and Felix breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, and be safe you two!” he yelled from farther down the hallway.

Felix rolled his eyes and closed the door. “He’s definitely gonna tell everyone,” he said while turning around, seeing M/n pulling his shirt over his head, exposing his toned back. The taller boy definitely said something in response but Felix was distracted by his smooth unblemished skin. He could definitely change that. Felix bit M/n’s shoulder, hearing a startled yelp of pain and pleasure.

“What do you think you’re doing?” M/n asked as he faced the shorter boy. Felix’s eyes widened in an attempt to look innocent, hands flying behind his back as if he wasn’t just trying to unzip M/n’s jeans. “Clothes off. Now.”

Felix obeyed immediately, the black shirt slipping off his freckled shoulders and pants pooling around his ankles before he stepped out of them. M/n saw the wet spot of precum on his boxers and grinned. “I thought I was the horny one.”

Felix’s cheeks bloomed red and he raised a hand to cover his face. M/n wasn't having it and he grabbed the smaller boy’s wrist, moving it so he could see him blushing. “Don’t cover your pretty face doll. I wanna see you melt because of me,” he muttered against Felix’s lips.

Their lips met each other yet again, M/n’s jeans becoming constricting around his cock at the whimpers escaping out of Felix’s mouth. The blond could feel M/n getting harder and he finished what he had tried to do earlier, unzipping his pants and pulling them down along with the taller boy’s underwear. M/n nodded with approval at Felix dropping to his knees.

“Be a good boy Lix,” M/n said while guiding Felix to his dick. His tongue swirled around M/n’s tip and he groaned, grabbing Felix by the hair and bucking his hips into his mouth. Tears pricked in the corners of Felix’s eyes and he moaned at the feeling of M/n hitting the back of his throat. The vibrations felt amazing and M/n tipped his head back in bliss. Felix looked so pretty on his knees deepthroating his cock with tears of pleasure threatening to spill over his freckled cheeks.

“Swallow for me baby, we don’t want to make a mess,” M/n groaned. Felix hummed in obedience just in time for M/n to cum down his throat. He wiped the corner of his mouth to make sure he didn’t miss a drop and looked back up at his boyfriend, who was staring at him lovingly. “Come up here. Let’s take care of you now.”

M/n pressed chaste kisses along Felix’s jaw as he removed his boxers for him. Then he fell back on the couch and beckoned for Felix to sit on his lap. “Open your mouth,” he said. The blond immediately did so and M/n slipped two fingers in, Felix coating them in spit as if he’d done it a thousand times before. Which he practically had.

Felix whined as M/n quickly started scissoring open his hole, his head falling forward onto his shoulder. When M/n deemed him properly stretched, he removed his fingers and lifted him by the waist. The taller boy let the other lower himself onto his cock, both letting out a simultaneous moan at the feeling of the other.

It had been so long since Felix had felt this full. The pair were definitely not one to fuck backstage regularly but Felix thought they had to do this more often. He started bouncing and M/n bit his lip, trying to keep from being too loud. They may have been farther away than most of the dressing rooms but that didn’t mean there weren’t people nearby.

M/n could tell Felix was getting close because his movements grew stuttered and irregular. He leaned in and smashed his lips onto his, muffling the blond’s moans. “Cum for me Lix,” M/n whispered. And he did, his load coating the older boy’s chest. M/n shoved his fingers back into Felix’s mouth as he also came, knowing he was the loudest post-orgasm.

This time was no exception. M/n adored the noises he made around his fingers and how his nails dug into his bicep and back. “Shh, baby. Can you get up?” he asked softly. Felix nodded and he slowly stood, whining at feeling M/n pull out. He wobbled over to grab tissues then tossed them at M/n so he could clean himself up.

“Jesus my knees are weak,” Felix mumbled, using a hand to balance himself as he changed into comfy after-concert clothes.

M/n grinned, proud of himself. The pair left the room together after dressing. Felix had a dark spot blooming on his neck and M/n had to keep a hand on his back so he could walk straight, earning more than their fair share of whispers from the crew as they met up with their friends again.

notes!

this is old and i did not proof read it

#felix x male reader #stray kids x male reader #kpop x male reader #felix smut #stray kids smut #kpop smut #felix x reader #stray kids x reader #kpop x reader #az.write

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astran4you · 1 year ago

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ choi san x male reader

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ customer!top!san x stripper!bottom!reader

** ༉‧₊˚✧↳ smut, oneshot

warnings: blow job, cum swallowing, anal fingering, unprotected sex, hair pulling, dirty talk, pet names, use of sir, san calls the reader "birdie" because i thought it was cute, mention of bigdick!san, kind of soft towards the end

M/n wandered through the club as he sang, winking and blowing kisses at the audience members. He even sat on the lap of one of his common patrons, a man named Sunoo, and teased him by grinding down on his crotch before floating away to climb back up the stairs to the stage. He finished his song with a flourish and left the stage with a flirty smile, feeling the customers’ eyes on his ass as he walked.

Backstage was a flurry of movement as other performers prepared themselves and M/n’s boss stalked through, snapping at boys and girls to hurry up. His eyes softened and he grinned when he noticed M/n coming offstage.

“My favorite performer, how are you?” he said, brushing a long eyelash from M/n’s cheek.

“Lovely, Mr. Cho. Quite an interesting crowd tonight,” he responded as he pulled the edges of his black shorts down.

“Speaking of interesting, someone’s booked you for the rest of the night,” Mr. Cho smirked slyly.

M/n couldn't hide the shocked expression on his face. Booking someone for the whole night was expensive, almost unheard of in the club he worked at. This was the first time M/n was being booked like this and his mind wandered, wondering how much he was going to get paid.

Thoughts of his paycheck continued as he changed from his stage outfit of black booty shorts and a mesh crop top into a soft white bathrobe. M/n wasn’t really fond of wearing this to his hook ups but it made him look smaller and innocent which sleazy old men tend to like. He ran a hand through his hair and waved to his dressing room partner, Wonbin.

He found his way to the room his customer was in and took a breath before putting on doe eyes and a cute smile, pushing in the door. There was a black haired man dressed nicely in gray slacks and a button down with a red tie. His matching gray jacket lay over the back of a velvety armchair.

“I heard you asked for me?” M/n said. The man turned around and they grinned at each other. “San!” he said excitedly. “I thought you were gone for work for another three days sir?”

San wrapped a hand around his waist and kissed him deeply. “I missed my talented club singer. And that pretty little ass of yours,” he smirked, his hands starting to untie the M/n’s robe.

M/n blushed and tugged San in by his tie for another kiss, letting him slip his tongue into his mouth. His robe slipped off his shoulders as he started to frantically tug at San’s clothes. He chuckled against the boy’s lips but obeyed his wishes and pulled off his shirt and pants.

“I’m the one paying for you sweetheart, shouldn’t I be the needy one?” San teased.

“God, I’m just so glad you’re not another old man,” M/n answered. His voice failed and he gasped when San pressed kisses along his jaw, knowing he was targeting the sensitive spot only he knew. “Fuck, sir,” he breathed while grabbing the older man’s arm.

“Aw, has no one been satisfying my little birdie while I’ve been gone?” San whispered, the breath against M/n’s ear making him shiver. “I knew I booked you for the whole night for a reason.”

Without another word he stripped off his boxers and M/n swallowed hard. He’d forgotten how big San was and it short circuited his brain for a moment. “Knees, darling. I wanna see if you can still fit all of me in your mouth.”

M/n obeyed, kneeling down and wrapping his lips around the tip of San’s cock. He let out an involuntary moan as he ran his tongue around every vein and tasted the leaking pre cum. San’s head fell back and his hand found its way into M/n’s hair to lightly tug.

“What a good boy. Keep going.”

M/n looked up at his patron with his signature puppy eyes as he continued blowing him. Damn, those eyes made San weak in the knees. They made him want to see just how much he could corrupt this little angel.

M/n’s nose lay against San’s pelvis as he took all of him in his mouth. The older man closed his eyes and moaned, reveling in the pleasure of M/n deepthroating him. “F-Fuck. I’m gonna cum,” he groaned, tightening his grip on M/n’s hair and making him whine.

He came down M/n’s throat and he didn’t hesitate to swallow every drop. San’s thumb swiped across his lip to get rid of a smear and M/n hummed at the touch, his eyes closing at his gentleness.

“Don’t fall asleep pretty. I'm sure you want to ride me.”

M/n perked up and nodded quickly, San chuckling at his eagerness. He watched as M/n slipped his bathrobe off and smiled in approval at his body. He blushed under his gaze. There were many people who thought he was beautiful but San was the only one he had met that really appreciated every bit of him, even if they only met long after decent people had gone to sleep.

Perhaps being this attached to one of your clients wasn't good in the long run but M/n wasn't worried about that as he pulled San into a harsh kiss. They made out and backed onto the bed behind them, M/n climbing on top of him in the process.

He stopped for a moment and San squeezed his waist in a nonverbal question.

“Sorry, you're just… I missed you sir,” M/n sighed, out of breath. San’s lips quirked up in a half smile.

He didn't know he had this effect on the younger boy. His cheeks were ruddy with color and his pupils were blown so wide that San could only see a hint of the irises. The locks of hair that he loved so much were messy and framed M/n’s face so that he glowed in the low lighting.

“I missed you too, my little birdie. Come here,” San beckoned, capturing him in a surprisingly tender kiss that turned sloppy and heated until the black haired man moved away to kiss along his jaw and neck.

“Shit,” M/n moaned. “I need you in me now.”

San grinned and reached over to the night table for lube. He poured some on his fingers before starting to stretch M/n’s hole. He flinched slightly at the coldness but relaxed as San’s long digits pressed around inside him.

M/n whimpered when he removed his fingers but changed his tune when San lifted him by the waist and lowered him onto his dick.

“God, San!” he almost screamed when the older man snapped his hips upward. Tears of pleasure sprang to his eyes and his hands shot out to grab the man under him by the shoulders. “Oh my god,” M/n mumbled, nails digging into skin. San winced a bit. That was definitely going to leave a mark in the morning. Not that he really minded.

“You alright darling?” San asked, concern showing in his eyes. M/n’s eyes opened after being shut for a few seconds and San felt butterflies in his stomach. M/n nodded and leaned in for another kiss, hands trailing down over the black haired man’s chest. “Are you sure?” he asked again.

“Yes, Sannie,” M/n said. He smirked and turned on the charm. “Please, I’m all yours. I need your cock moving in and out of me. I need you.”

San practically melted at the combination of M/n’s words and the way he was looking at him with those innocent puppy eyes again. Those were gonna kill him one day, San just knew it. He started thrusting in and out of M/n, listening to his pretty little whimpers and moans and committing them to memory. They kissed even more, sloppy and teeth clashing with passion.

Tears started spilling out of M/n’s eyes when San started hitting his prostate with his thrusts. “You fuck me so good sir… no one else can get me a mess like this. Shit! I wish you could be in me all the time…” he rambled, mind clouded with lust and the feeling of San moving in and out of him.

“I know, I know. I’m close, cum with me birdie,” San whispered, kissing him on the cheek. M/n moaned loudly as he came all over his own and San’s chest. The older man followed a few seconds after, painting his insides white.

M/n fell forward, exhaustion hitting him all at once. San gently pulled out and laid the sleepy boy on the bed before moving to clean them both up. M/n grabbed his hand though, stopping him from leaving.

“Wait… don’t you want more sir? You’re paying for my time, I should do more,” M/n said.

San smiled softly and leaned down to peck him on the forehead. “You don’t have to call me sir. And all I want is some cuddles, birdie. Think you can handle that?”

He hummed, intertwining their fingers and kissing them. “I think I can Sannie.”

notes!

first thing posted, let's see how this goes

#san x male reader #ateez x male reader #kpop x male reader #ateez smut #kpop smut #san x reader #ateez x reader #kpop x reader #az.write

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